The Revolutionary [Zeke]

[Miranda Wells]

Something went horribly, horribly wrong.

Infamous intergalactic criminal "Agent" Abrella had attacked the Chronos Institute and Time Preservation Department headquarters, The "Blue Box".

He and twelve other "Chronal Renegades" hijacked an experiment ship and used it to travel back through time.

A group of seven highly trained TPD specialists, known collectively as the Timerangers, took the only other ship and went in pursuit.

It was there, in the timestream, that something.. happened..

An intense blue flare from the first ship engulfed the second.

The thirteen Renegades and six Timerangers are then separated throughout time...

[Near Trenton, New Jersery, British Colonies, 1776] 

A group of men in blue, carrying muskets and other supplies, some on horses, others on foot, marched through the forest. It was then that they came across an oddly dressed man laying face first on the path, seemingly unconscious. One of the men dismounted, walked over to him, and shook his shoulder.

"Are you alright?"  

[Zeke Anderson]

Zeke groaned and rubbed his head. He turned to look at the people. Oh shit, time travel?

"I'm ok," he muttered, his words not quite accented, but partially.

[Miranda Wells]

"Good to hear," the man nodded. It was then that Zeke was surrounded by men and their guns.

"Now would you kindly tell us if you are friend.. or foe?"

[Zeke Anderson]

Blue coats, red coats...who won again? Right, blue. "I'm with you."

[Miranda Wells]

"He could be lying, sir," chimed one of the men.

"Obviously," scoffed another, "He could be a loyalist. He was only face first in his own piss because he was so drunk off the milk from his majesty's teet."

The man kneeling over Zeek, clearly the leader of the others, rubbed his chin in deep contemplation.

"You're not lying to us - are you?"

[Zeke Anderson]

"I fight for the winning side. That's you."

[Miranda Wells]

"Oh?" the man raised a brow, "And how can you be so sure that the goddess of victory shines upon us and not the King's army?"

[Zeke Anderson]

"Because this is your home, not theirs."

[Miranda Wells]

The man stared at Zeke for what seemed like ages with the most puzzled of faces before finally bursting into full out hysterical laughter.

"Very well put," he grasped Zeke's hand, "Welcome to the Revolution."

[Zeke Anderson]

Zeke took his hand and came to his feet, "Glad to be here." Well, no, not really, but whatever. At least he was on the winning side.

[Miranda Wells]

"So, my fine fellow, what do they happen to call you?" asked the man as the rest of the men lowered their guns and returned to marching.

[Zeke Anderson]

"Anderson," he said, "Zeke Anderson."

[Miranda Wells]

"A fine name," he nodded before mounting his stead, "I, myself, am George Washington. Commander-in-Chief of the Continental Army and Leader of the Revolution."

[Zeke Anderson]

"Washington?" he asked, "Nice to meet you, General."

[Miranda Wells]

"Follow us to camp, Anderson," Washington said, his horse trotting slowly, "We'll get you some fresh supplies and send you on your way, unless you wish to enlist fully of course."